Sweet as the tender Grafs, and fragrant Flow'rs, Yet God's unfailing Words my Hopes fecure, The Laws of Earth and Heav'n at once withstand, Armour of Proof, if you approach 'em, wear, 2 SAMUEL, Chap. XXIII. from Ver.1. to Ver. 7. de Ver. 1. Now thefe be the laft words of David: David the fon of Jeffe faid, and the man who was raifed up on high, the anointed of the God of Jacob, and the fweet pfalmift of Ifrael, faid, 2. The Spirit of the Lord fpake by me, and his word was in my tongue, &c CLVIII. Jigs CLVIII. David's Worthies. OR fhall thofe Heroes unrecorded pafs, JOR Well worthy Marble Piles and Leaves of Brafs, By David oft in doubtful Battel try'd, Next, and but next, Great Eleazar ftood, } Till his ftrong Hand no more his Sword cou'd wield, And Great Salvation for his People wrought. The Heav'ns with Shouts, their Tents with Spoils they fill, Twas all their Work, for none were left to kill, Shammah the Third, from Dammim's Fields renoun'd, With Conquest and with deathlefs Laurels crown'd: Thefe Three above the reft in Strength and Fame Fierce Sirius rag'd, the Heav'ns were all on Flame. And fill'd the Town-- while one the Water drew, His Fellows like a Wall before him ftood, And flaughter'd all around, and dy'd the Streams with Blood. Then CLVIII. 2 SAMUEL, Chap. XXIII. from Ver. to the End. 320 Ver. 15. David longed, and faid, Oh that one would give me drink of the well of Bethlehem, which is by the gate! 16. And the three mighty men brake through the bost of the Philistines, and drew water out of the well of Bethlehem, that was by the gate, and took it, and brought it to David: nevertheless he would not drink thereof, but poured it out unto the Lord. 17. And he faid, Be it far from me, O Lord, that I should do this: is not this the blood of the men that went in jeopardy of their lives? Then from the Pafs their timerous Foe they drive, As yielding Clouds which Boles of Thunder rive; T And to their Genral brought the far-fet Prize : Forbid it Heav'n the pious Chief replies, That what with hazard of your Lives you gain'd, Thus with uplifted Hands Feffides faid, Such Deeds can virtuous Love of Praise infpire, When Souldiers fight for Honour, not for Hire, Nor muft Abishai's, or Benaiah's Name, Or, Afahel! thine, be unconfign'd to Fame : Nor fhou'd the rest which facred Books rehearse, But their unwonted Sounds refuse the Laws of Verfe. CLIX. David numbers the People. A Peftilence fent, &c. O0 happy Ifrael now, debauch'd with Ease, When Kings offend, their finful Lands endure Satan, |